We are still trying to get our almost 3 year old airedale used to having a backyard. Of the 5 places he has lived he has never had a backyard. We thought he'd love it and we would love it as well. We could just push him out there and he'd keep himself occupied for hours on end. WRONG! Well for now at least. There is still snow on the ground and he is a muddy mess if he is out there for more than 20 minutes. I also feel bad pushing him out there when its only 30 degrees outside.

So here we are... longingly looking outside. Maybe I'll let him out. Looks like he wants to go out. (Note the large tote of toys behind him. Spoiled much?)

5 minutes later I come back to the door and see his little face all covered with snow. He isn't thrilled to be outside. He is even less thrilled that he is outside alone. I decide to see if he'll give up begging to come in and hang outside for a few more minutes.

One minute later I hear excessive barking and tapping on the door. He is clearly not happy to be outside and is now demanding to come in.

This will continue all day everyday. Welcome to our lives at the Shanks house.